(A/N)

Won't mind if you say this story is crap, shit, and whatever. I just wrote this to take part in Milloniare's Fanfiction Challenge: Part 2. I don't know much in Poetry though… Will be really short.

I am the King Slime

That dwells in the Final Stage of the PQ

I don't want to harm people

But people wants me to

I loiter around the Final Stage everyday

Watching people come to the Final Stage

And killing my monster friends brutally

Before coming to kill me

I run but they chase after

Forcing me to fight

This is the life

The bloody and bad life

Of a King Slime

(A/N) Totally crap. Flame me if you want to.